By now you have probably read Sarah's account of our group trip to Six Flags last weekend. It's an amusing little tale, but it's also completely false. Oh Sarah got sick alright, but it wasn't from riding any roller coaster. I'm going to hazard a guess that it was the entire bottle of Tequila she downed on the way to the park. It was all down hill from there.
Sarah can be a bit of an angry drunk, and after she "tossed her cookies", Rob tried to comfort her. Big mistake. Sarah took the empty bottle and smashed it on the side of his head. Rob was out cold. Amanda and I bolted. We didn't want to stick around to see the aftermath. Sorry, Rob.
Amanda and I tried to see what we could salvage from this trip by riding a couple of roller coasters when we realized that Rob was our ride! We figured we had better go and find him. After searching for about an hour we found him, still unconscious, in some bushes. I guess Sarah had dumped him there.
Our initial attempts at reviving Rob proved futile. Then we got creative and starting humming the Halo theme music. That did the trick. Rob popped up ready for anything. After spending a few minutes convincing Rob that he was not, in fact, a genetically engineered super soldier (his face was so disappointed), we started to head for the car.
Unfortunately, our consciouses decided to kick in about then, and we started to feel guilty about leaving Sarah. Sure she ruined Six Flags, but should we really leave her behind? So the search began.
We started asking around and heard some rumors about a crazy woman that was terrorizing all of the Georgia Tech freshmen, and, ironically, binging on raw tomatoes. But we had no word on her whereabouts. We sat and thought, "What does Sarah enjoy more than anything?" Why Superman the roller coaster, of course!
We found her there, strapped into the ride, passed out, with a smile on her face. Apparently, after she punched out a staff member, they let her stay on the ride as long as she wanted. So we unhooked her from the ride and tossed her in the trunk for the trip home.
Friday, October 5, 2007
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And that, boys and girls is why you don't drink and ride.
Are you guys sure about the super soldier thing? Cause if you're just "pulling my leg" on this one, there could be serious trouble if the aliens attack and I'm not there to fight them. So if it's a game, you should fess up now. Please?
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